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... gaze ! Arion . ] The story is told by Herodotus of Arion , the inventor of the dithyramb ( in honour of Dionysus ) , and the sailors who threw him into the sea in place of putting him to a more violent death , being won by the power of ...
... gaze ! Arion . ] The story is told by Herodotus of Arion , the inventor of the dithyramb ( in honour of Dionysus ) , and the sailors who threw him into the sea in place of putting him to a more violent death , being won by the power of ...
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... gaze on Dian's wave - reflected sphere , The soul forgets her schemes of hope and pride , And flies unconscious o'er each backward year . None are so desolate but something dear , Dearer than self , possesses or possessed A thought ...
... gaze on Dian's wave - reflected sphere , The soul forgets her schemes of hope and pride , And flies unconscious o'er each backward year . None are so desolate but something dear , Dearer than self , possesses or possessed A thought ...
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... to release him to his ' mortal bride , ' Penelope . His boy , ' Telemachus . Mentor corresponds in character and function to the Abrahamic Eliezer of Damascus . Withstand , unmoved , the lustre of her gaze , 44 Childe Harold's Pilgrimage .
... to release him to his ' mortal bride , ' Penelope . His boy , ' Telemachus . Mentor corresponds in character and function to the Abrahamic Eliezer of Damascus . Withstand , unmoved , the lustre of her gaze , 44 Childe Harold's Pilgrimage .
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... gaze , Which others hailed with real or mimic awe , Their hope , their doom , their punishment , their law , All that gay Beauty from her bondsmen claims : And much she marvelled that a youth so raw Nor felt , nor feigned at least , the ...
... gaze , Which others hailed with real or mimic awe , Their hope , their doom , their punishment , their law , All that gay Beauty from her bondsmen claims : And much she marvelled that a youth so raw Nor felt , nor feigned at least , the ...
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... gaze , around , above , below , What rainbow tints , what magic charms are found ! Rock , river , forest , mountain , all abound , And bluest skies that harmonise the whole : Beneath , the distant torrent's rushing sound Tells where the ...
... gaze , around , above , below , What rainbow tints , what magic charms are found ! Rock , river , forest , mountain , all abound , And bluest skies that harmonise the whole : Beneath , the distant torrent's rushing sound Tells where the ...
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Page 162 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee and arbiter of war,— These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar.
Page 98 - And this is in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee!
Page 96 - Clear, placid Leman ! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake , Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
Page 74 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Page 150 - He heard it, but he heeded not - his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother - he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday All this rush'd with his blood - Shall he expire And unavenged?
Page 99 - Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye, With night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, O tempests! is the goal? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find at length, like eagles, some high nest?
Page 75 - Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress...
Page 77 - Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's magnificently-stern array! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is covered thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse, — friend, foe, — in one red burial blent ! XXIX.
Page 106 - I STOOD in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand ; I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand...
Page 76 - The foe! They come! They come!" And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering" rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...